Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Shen Mingchao took a moment to appreciate Xie Yuchen's expression.

It must be admitted that Xie Yuchen, whose appearance is unparalleled in the text, does indeed have something to be proud of.

This face is too perfect.

Even in an emotional breakdown, she is like a crabapple blossom in full bloom, with a kind of heart-wrenching, broken beauty.

No matter how beautiful a flower is, if it has thorns and is poisonous, it's best to keep your distance.

Shen Mingchao withdrew his gaze, stood up abruptly, and walked towards the door without any hesitation.

Just as she was passing by the bar, a very soft male voice reached her ears.

"Ming Dynasty".

She knew who it was as soon as she heard it, but she didn't stop walking and didn't even bother to turn her head.

The person who had spoken came after them.

"Ming Dynasty, there are some things I can explain. Can you give me a chance? Just for a moment."

The voice behind him was so weak it was almost a plea.

Shen Mingchao thought that she now perfectly fits the saying on the internet—who says life doesn't have that many viewers?

The coffee shop was still open for business, surrounded by strangers, some of whom were secretly glancing over and whispering among themselves.

She somewhat regretted coming to their door in such a grand manner.

Now look what's happened.

She became the subject of gossip in other people's eyes, and it was even being broadcast live.

After walking a little further away from the coffee shop, Shen Mingchao suddenly turned around and said angrily in a low voice:

"How long are you going to follow me? What? You want to come all the way home with me? Didn't you hear a thing about my conversation with Xie Yuchen?!"

After this barrage of attacks, Shen Mingchao finally met the white snake's timid gaze.

When she first met the White Snake, she was struck by her feminine charm, especially her phoenix eyes, which gave off an indescribable feeling when she looked at people with a detached gaze.

Like a snake gently swimming across your skin with its cool belly.

Dangerous, yet inexplicably alluring.

But at this moment, only panic and helplessness remained in those eyes, which ruined this unique and cold beauty.

Shen Mingchao showed no mercy, bluntly stating, "It's not good-looking."

She paused, then added, "Your face, with that look in your eyes, isn't attractive."

As soon as the words were spoken, the white snake froze.

Those beautiful phoenix eyes shattered instantly, her face turned frighteningly pale, as if she had suffered a huge blow, and she unconsciously took a step back.

Yes.

Among this group of rivals, each with their own strengths and impressive backgrounds, he was neither powerful nor particularly handsome; at best, he was one of the first to arrive.

What could he possibly use to compete with these people? And what could he possibly use to win Shen Mingchao's favor?

Aside from knowing a little swimming, he's good for nothing.

Shen Mingchao watched quietly as the white snake fell into self-doubt. She pursed her lips, still showing no sign of softening.

"You've seen Wang Meng, haven't you? You should know why he hasn't shown up these past few days."

"Do you want a scratch on your face too? Or do you want me to dislocate your arm?"

"Just a friendly reminder, with your current skills, you definitely can't beat me. And if I were to make a move, one arm wouldn't be enough; I'd have to go all out. So, do you want your legs dislocated in public?"

"In that case, you'll be on the front page of the news the next day, completely ruined."

As Shen Mingchao was saying this, he suddenly remembered that the White Snake probably wouldn't understand this word, so he "thoughtfully" explained it again.

"Social death means social death. I think if you really make the headlines, given how immoral those people are, they'll just be watching your misfortune with glee."

"Take my advice, it's unnecessary. I understand that some men get carried away by hormones and can't distinguish between lust and love, but you should be rational enough."

"Don't let hormones cloud your judgment. Think carefully about how you really feel about me."

That's all I'll say.

This is what Shen Mingchao has always suspected.

What exactly drives them to flock to us like moths to a flame? Or rather, what kind of emotion is it?

If it's a desire for immortality, that's understandable, but they just put on a look of utter disappointment.

Could it be—

possessive?

Desire to conquer?

Or is it the desire to win?

A desire that cannot be fulfilled?

In short, it's not a natural liking, and even more absurdly, it's love.

Love is a profound emotion; without the accumulation of years, it appears superficial and unreliable.

What is love at first sight?

It was nothing more than lust at first sight.

She doesn't really need people who are attracted to her because of her appearance, her special abilities, or her superficial benefits.

Just as I was thinking this, the white snake, who had been looking down, suddenly said, "I like you."

Shen Mingchao's thoughts were interrupted by these words.

Damn it.

Why does this person always prefer to do things openly?

"No, it's not just liking." The white snake then shook her head, denying her previous statement.

"It's love." The white snake's eyes were firm: "Mingchao, this is something I'm absolutely certain of. If my feelings for you when we first met were liking, then now it's love."

"Ming Dynasty, even if you never forgive me, never ignore me, and never hate me, I still have to say it: I'm sure this feeling is love."

"You may not believe me, you may think I'm just using sweet talk, but honesty is the only thing I can offer."

"As for how to prove it..."

At this point, the White Snake suddenly raised her hand and took off her coat.

He was wearing only a thin shirt underneath, which tightly hugged his athletic and slender physique.

There was also a ring of something faintly visible around his waist and abdomen, which looked particularly out of place.

Noticing Shen Mingchao's gaze, Bai She lowered her head and explained with a hint of embarrassment.

"This is the necklace you rejected me with. I used to keep it by my bedside and watch over it every night. I also wore it around my neck and kept it with me every day."

"Now I've lengthened it and wrapped it around my waist. I'm a great swimmer, so this is the way I can feel it most clearly."

"The Ming Dynasty, every time it shakes, it's a reminder of my feelings for you."

At this point, the White Snake was completely stunned, and all her exposed skin turned bright red almost instantly.

His voice was so soft it was almost ethereal.

"you can....."

"You can touch it."

Then, he took small steps, carefully approaching, using his coat as a shield, gently pulling Shen Mingchao's wrist towards his waist.

At that moment, no one knew how uneasy the White Snake was.

He was afraid that Shen Mingchao would show a look of disgust, then shake off his hand and leave angrily.

Fortunately, Shen Mingchao did not refuse.

The girl's delicate fingertips rested on the slightly taut chain through the thin layer of fabric.

The white snake's body trembled, and its voice was so low it was almost a whisper.

"You can have complete control over it, just like..."

"Completely control me."